I'm crying but no one hears
I'm falling apart yet no one cares
I'm broken and no one can fix me
I am lost and can't be found
I am in a dark hole all by myself

ever since i was born, there's been a hole
in my heart. i clumsily blocked it with
cotton wool, pasted it over with
purple-patterned plasters, and
left it to heal.

it never did.
then i met you.

you seem to know everything, to know
far more than i could ever aspire to
about mending hearts. you took out some
disinfectant, wiped away
the peeling violet, picked out
the ***** of snow with wooden tweezers, and
pressed your hands to it.

i don't know how you did it, but
you
knitted
me
back together.
and
even though i still need the occasional push, the
reassurance that your hands will be there when i need them, that
they want to be there,
you fixed me.

thank you.

you asked with silence
"so now what"
and i said
nothing
you asked again
"its over?"
and i still said
nothing

you see its not that easy
and its not that fair
to run back and away
in the same breath
while still crazy
and madly
in love and well
i hate to admit it too
but what do i do
when its true
but unlike you
i can't be untrue
to you or myself

so to answer your
queries more explicitly
though silence is an answer too
but rather unclear
and i speak from experience
and i speak from my heart
and maybe that makes
me a fool of all sorts
and this write is a
foolish act of love too
but haven't i always
been an idiot of sorts
only for you

and so here i go
telling you that if
you are to ever see
our future
the one you dream of
or think about
much like me
and if you really
understand this part of
me

then will you vow
(i don't want a promise)
to never speak false
words that lie
and will you vow
to correct all that
which you lied about
or does it matter to you
so much more
and i could go on and on
but bitterness has been
put aside
for this write
so tell me
will you vow
to never ever walk away
the way you always have
telling me to lose all hope
and going off to a place
you know too far away
from me

will you commit
to gaining back
the trust you lost

and you see
this isn't a lot
this isn't unfair
and this
is
not
negotiable
or a negotiation

these are simple pacts
i've kept to myself
for you
but you lost track
of ones you gave
to me

there's not much time
for you to decide
i've asked for 3 things
and i won't wait long
darling
i'll soon disappear
into the darkness of the night
and the light of the day
and there will then be no way

but here's an answer
it isn't over everyday
and "is it over" shouldn't
be the first question
on our minds
ever
it wasn't on mine
so look up and look out

this really may be
the last time
because from here on
it'll all be silence

i've taken my time
and spoken
and i will not be broken
and from now on
my silence will reply to all
your questions

it's been so long since I've cried
it feels like years
no matter how much I've tried
i could not cry any tears

every pain that I've endured
every mistake I've made
i held it in, safe and secured
i thought my emotions would fade

Now it has all returned
tenfold, hundredfold, never ends
the pain in my chest forever spurned
can't figure out how to make amends

So now my tears flow like waterfalls
and i feel pain but gladness
because everything that my mind recalls
rids me of all my madness

All that is left
is a broken me
but less broken
and ready for the world to see

The ancient promise is a sacred thing.
For whoever breaks one is surely doomed.
Full of trust and ties two spirits together by a tight string.
From the consequences of breaking one, the individual is consumed.

Thats what makes them so difficult.
For a promise is an action taken when you want what others do not.
Though being a kid is far different from an adult.
You grow old, mature, and sometimes when you’re deep in thought.

Promises made years ago seem like a link to the past.
When all is lost and you need something on which to reflect.
The possibilities of promises are really vast.
A promise is something you have to protect.

I made a promise a while ago, although it may seem stupid now.
I’m the one that made that solemn vow.

Songs we used to heard
Feelings extracted to each other
Stares at each other
Thinks that “ Us “ is forever

All of these things that we had
Based on three empty words
We can’t fix what’s broken
Even we still feel each other

I won’t say those three empty words
Because we can’t take it anymore
I know it’s hard
To not fall on us.

If this is what you wanted
Then I won’t make it hard
You’re meant to heal my wounds
But if you leave this heart behind
Lost in the woods alone
In the middle of the wild
I might not survive here
Making you the evil
I wouldn’t want you to be

Why is everything complicated?
Let the air pass freely
Into your lungs
Breathe it calmly and relaxed

I painted these walls with my heart,
I shingled this roof,
And built a home for you,
Since we were just youths,

But it came to an end,
Abruptly, in violence,
So I'll strip all this paint off,
And repaint it in silence,

Now it's private property,
I ain't who I got to be,
Do what you will-
but you ain't stopping me,
I'll paint over these walls-
Even if it's dropping me,
These corners are sharper,
Too jagged, they popping me,


Cause I ain't backing down,
Know what I'm about,
Cause a home is where you can-
Tell people to get out!